My Billionaire Husband's Deadly Betrayal

My husband, tech billionaire Amir Carter, was a god in Chicago. For five years, he was the perfect husband, and I, a pediatric doctor, believed I had finally tamed the infamous playboy.

But when my brother Keon needed an urgent heart transplant, everything fell apart. The donor Amir found was a young singer-exactly his type.

On the day of the surgery, as my brother was dying, I found my husband comforting her.

"Don't pressure her, Blake," he said. "She's delicate."

Then the call came. My brother was dead. Amir didn't even notice, annoyed that I was stressing out his new project.